Morocco

Our Berber guide surveys the weather as we prepare to Caravan back to Merzouga in the Sahara desert.

The Journey Begins

The old proverb tells us that a journey of ten thousand miles begins with a single step, and yet sometimes that single step can be the most difficult. Some fail to realize that the catalyst is simply a choice, and that we are the chooser.

The dunes of Erg Chebbi (a large seas of dunes formed by wind-blown sand) can reach a height of up to 150 meters or almost 500 feet, the tallest in the entire Sahara desert adjacent to the border with Algeria.

Two hours out of Tangiers, Morocco, high in the Rif Mountains sits the Blue Pearl, also known as Chefchaouen, an azure-washed mountain village, that is as magical as the city of OZ but viewed with a different set of lenses.

The tiny Moroccan town of Chefchaouen, situated high in the Rif mountains is a city of cats. In the early morning they can be seen everywhere, lazing in the sun, chasing dust motes, looking for an early snack, or just silently monitoring the comings and goings of their humancharges.

The Jemaa el-Fnaa, the central marketplace in Marrakech, has been going nightly for over a thousand years. Steps away, in a quiet riad, a classic Moroccan dinner is served on starched white linen decorated with rose petals.